Against the backdrop of a looming sky, this dilapidated army barracks stands as a reminder of times gone by. The boarded-up windows seem to whisper stories that no one hears anymore. Every crack in the wall, every peeling layer of paint breathes the traces of people who once lived, dreamed and disappeared here. The silence is not empty, but heavy, filled with the echo of footsteps that once sounded across the wooden floors. What remains is a moment of stillness: the building as a remnant of human presence, slowly given back to time. There is a strange beauty in this transience. An invitation to dwell on all that passes but never quite disappears.
I'm Joni-Dorian, a young photographer with a passion for images that convey calm, atmosphere, and character. My work is often intuitive. I let the moment, the light, and the surroundings guide me. Whether it's nature, portrait, or street photography, I always aim.. Read more…